We don't live in an apple zone. Chapel Hill is way too humid, and apple trees like crisp fall weather. So...David and Vicki (my family members) went to Fancy Gap, Virginia, (two hours away in the mountains) and picked up a truckload of crisp, delicious wonders! We took orders from the neighbors (hence the multiple boxes), but several bushels were for us.
|Apples with a pumpkin thrown in|
|I canned chunky applesauce, poured some wine, and now life is good.||.|